Man on the Moon
I feel like the man on the moon
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
College-educated, but I decide to rap
I told my people imma make sure they good, I can't tell if they think that I'm cap
Either way it goes I'm closing the lid on toxic shit, hell nah we ain't drinking the tap
Water be bougie, I'm sipping on Fiji
Stay with the green like my brother Luigi
Picture myself with the top down in that 64'
Might slide to this chocolate sweet lil' thang to see what its hitting fo'
Might slide back to my crib, just chill and roll up this endo
Not Craig, but I stay wit' the big smoke
No way that I ever could stay broke I'm telling you
I'm bout to start up a new phase of life and I don't even know how to feel
I just wrapped up the best years of my life, now they saying its bout to get real
I been under pressure, I'm holding my temper even if I'm back on my heels
I smile even when I'm down bad, know how to keep shit on conceal
That's the story of my life, I'm quiet, I never been vocal
If I wasn't an artist ion' care bout' the likes and the tweets, I'm ditching the socials
Ion' get it nowadays, they doing dumb shit to get noticed
Fuck that I know I'm the coldest
I ain't hitting the Gram' just for closure, yall niggas is bogus
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
I feel like the man on the moon
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
People be saying they rock with the kid but they don't really know what they meaning
I done delt with some people trynna work together, underneath all the bullshit they scheming
Had they own plans all along, leaching, swear that both of us eating
Man miss me with that and just spit me the facts, I know this industry deceiving
These niggas conceited, steady be wild'n out
Just wait till I'm touring up in DC, E Dub they yelling it out
Imma roll with the guys, we gone hit 85 and make our way back to the south
And hit a lil' pitstop at one shorty crib, she love when I'm dogging her out
Get on the track I be running my mouth, but I don't get into the gossip
I walk in the room and they switch up the topic, how bout' you go make a deposit
I show love wherever I'm at, heart on my sleeve and I rock it
Too much fake shit out here, they hearing my style, I know they gone jock it
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
I feel like the man on the moon
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
College-educated, but I decide to rap
I told my people imma make sure they good, I can't tell if they think that I'm cap
Either way it goes I'm closing the lid on toxic shit, hell nah we ain't drinking the tap
Water be bougie, I'm sipping on Fiji
Stay with the green like my brother Luigi
Picture myself with the top down in that 64'
Might slide to this chocolate sweet lil' thang to see what its hitting fo'
Might slide back to my crib, just chill and roll up this endo
Not Craig, but I stay wit' the big smoke
No way that I ever could stay broke I'm telling you
I'm bout to start up a new phase of life and I don't even know how to feel
I just wrapped up the best years of my life, now they saying its bout to get real
I been under pressure, I'm holding my temper even if I'm back on my heels
I smile even when I'm down bad, know how to keep shit on conceal
That's the story of my life, I'm quiet, I never been vocal
If I wasn't an artist ion' care bout' the likes and the tweets, I'm ditching the socials
Ion' get it nowadays, they doing dumb shit to get noticed
Fuck that I know I'm the coldest
I ain't hitting the Gram' just for closure, yall niggas is bogus
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
I feel like the man on the moon
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
People be saying they rock with the kid but they don't really know what they meaning
I done delt with some people trynna work together, underneath all the bullshit they scheming
Had they own plans all along, leaching, swear that both of us eating
Man miss me with that and just spit me the facts, I know this industry deceiving
These niggas conceited, steady be wild'n out
Just wait till I'm touring up in DC, E Dub they yelling it out
Imma roll with the guys, we gone hit 85 and make our way back to the south
And hit a lil' pitstop at one shorty crib, she love when I'm dogging her out
Get on the track I be running my mouth, but I don't get into the gossip
I walk in the room and they switch up the topic, how bout' you go make a deposit
I show love wherever I'm at, heart on my sleeve and I rock it
Too much fake shit out here, they hearing my style, I know they gone jock it
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
So I picked up my focus
And picked up my pen
Rolled the windows down in my car and let that air hit my skin
Played that beat in my car
And sipped on that gin
Now I'm walking on the moon and I'm feeling like the man
I feel like the man on the moon
Ride with no guidance, I slide till I'm cool
Keep it beside me, I never been no fool
Floating in space cause I'm higher than school
Higher than
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Writer(s): Elijah Evans
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